Curiosity Out There

Somewhere out on the horizon, down a rediscovered backcountry trail, the sun is rising over a campsite. A rooftop tent splays out from the top of an off-grid trailer pulled behind a well-equipped overland vehicle. Out here it’s quiet with occasional noises created by what is meant to be here. Leaves and twigs that rustle, creak and crack in the wind above and sometimes may crunch under the cautious feet of passing wildlife on the floor below.

A View and a Path

Standing at the kitchen sink early this morning, I twiddled the blind open and looked outside. I noticed how inside I was in that moment and how just beyond there was outside. I paused before beginning to wash a few dishes. I settled my stance more firmly onto the floor. Quickly I took a moment to notice more. What did this shift in my stance feel like? Was my head looking downward or up and outward? Was I consciously, now practicing, “presencing?”